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Leaving Song

アーティスト:Black  アルバム:Are We Having Fun Yet? 

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Hand me my five and dime, Pass me my shirt hung on the line. I'll polish up my boots And then take the first plane stateside I can find. It's a handicap to try to see this far, When this place seems so cramped and small. In the streets they whisper legends And it seems that I'm riding for a fall. I'm leaving, I'm leaving. All of my sense is shot, The streets are like a premonition of a crime. I wrote without you, Then I took the first plane stateside I could find. If they could they would've stopped me, They'd say I'm gaping at a dream. I'm leaving,


投稿者: PetitLyrics
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